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In The Cruelty Of Butterflies

On my lone and in the smooth tub are gathering butterflies,
The beauty of my secluded wings makes me shine
In the light, the shadows on the walls,
the rolling outstretched wings, the colorful screen
At the corners they fly away to all the houses,
Books, ballpoints, wall hangings
Photo frames, shaded towels, drawing tables
and roofs are gathered in the corner
In the dark He flies to the high place,
in the morning, in the evening and on a sunny day;

The bright wings falling on my soft hair matched the gloom of gloom
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